| 1st verse
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| I look at my city, a harsh monolith,
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| I look at the pain in my chest, the ruins of a sad look.
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| Here, unfortunately, sweeping away everything, the war swept,
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| Leaving us a bitter light, and a memory forever.
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| And once parks and alleys bloomed here,
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| Buildings, avenues and bridges were erected.
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| Infinitely vanity, worldly life flowed,
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| And now the ruins are everywhere and there is longing in the soul.
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| Chorus 2 times
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| I know even though your face is darkened and harsh,
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| Grozny city, you will be reborn from the light.
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| I believe you will bloom better than before,
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| The city of Grozny, the city of unfulfilled dreams.
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| 2nd verse:
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| I know the city from an early age, raised us with love,
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| He gave the best moments of life to all of us.
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| Here, calmly, serenely years passed by,
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| Our youth, hopes rushed to the heights.
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| Our flourishing noisy city was the most beautiful of all,
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| There was a roar of a tram and childish laughter.
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| Terrible on quiet nights lit the fires,
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| We went out for a walk along the boulevards.
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| Chorus 2 times
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| 3rd verse
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| Those happy moments are like mirages,
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| From the past, only the bitterness of the soul remained.
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| Let my city be in ruins, let it become different,
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| But he has always been and will be dear to me.
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| I wander around the city among the deaf ruins,
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| I remember the days when he was a lot of people.
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| Take care of the memory of the days gone by the heart of the wound,
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| The gloomy view of the broken streets is fraught with sadness. |